I'm not sure if I could tell the difference—between just staring into space and thinking. We're usually thinking all the time, aren't we? Not that we live in order to think, but the opposite isn't true either—that we think in order to live. I believe, contrary to Descartes, that we sometimes think in order not to be. Staring into space might unintentionally have the opposite effect.

...I've just been feeling insecure since I was 20, and that's all I've been trying to express. Now the entire world is feeling insecure.

Sometimes when I think of life, I feel like a piece of driftwood washed up on shore.

I think most people live in fiction...That's how you keep your fragile body intact.

The curious thing about individuals is that their singularity always goes beyond any category or generalization in the book.

When it's raining like this," said Naoko, "it feels as if we're the only ones in the world. I wish it would just keep raining so the three of us could stay together.

Deep rivers run quiet.